The best mysterious doctor

Chapter 840
After Brother Ai finished speaking, he tilted his body slightly, and growled lowly at the night sky: "Han Jiafo has come to beat your son, if you don't come again, I will get out of here!"

In the night sky, the business was like a loudspeaker, rumbling far away.

But it seemed that only me and the old monk could hear this voice.

The old monk was a little angry, and roared: "Mr. deceives people too much!"

Brother Ai shrugged, wanted to take two steps aside, let me out, stretched out his hand and said: "Kill him, kill him, your apprentice will become famous, and you can get the 2000 million reward, You Han Fake Buddha can also establish prestige in the Hedaomen and become the next Hetang Hall Master.

kill it!kill it!
Sigh, if you want to kill, do it quickly, that guy's speed is not slow, let me calculate, one second?If he activates the Hidden Dragon Power, it should only take one second! "

Ai Ge's expression is very cheap, very unworthy of beating, it makes people have the urge to go up and slap him.

The fat monk was obviously also very angry, very angry, and raised his hand, but he didn't dare to hit brother Ai, so he had to hit me.

This fat monk is also a ruthless and decisive person, knowing that there is a strong enemy coming, he still attacked me without hesitation.

Of course, I'm not a fool, I shot the moment Ai Ge stepped aside, faster than the old monk, even beyond Ai Ge's expectation.

The muzzle of the rifle I had been holding was always forward, so the moment Ai Ge left, I pulled the trigger!
With a sound of 'poof', the bullet flew out with the fire snake, just hitting the old monk's palm like a fan!

Do you believe that there are people in this world who can catch bullets with their palms?

Before today, I didn't believe it, but today I believe it, because it happened right in front of my eyes, right under my nose, someone caught the bullet with his palm!

Although, he took it reluctantly, although his fat body shook, although his clenched fist was bleeding, and when he opened his fat palm, there was already a puddle of blood in his palm, but that with The blood-stained bullet still scares me!
Of course, the fright was only temporary, because the next second, I couldn't help laughing when the fat monk moved.

He spread his palm, threw away the bullet, and then shook his hand desperately. The pain brought by his palm made him groan. By this time, he had completely lost the image of a monk. At this time, Han The fake Buddha is just an ordinary person whose hand is swollen from being beaten. Anyone who has a swollen hand will feel pain and will do the same.

This Han Fake Buddha is already considered a master of masters, he stopped shaking after only two swings, the huge sense of humiliation made him extremely angry, and he put this anger completely on me.

That fierce gaze seemed to want to eat me up, and the slap the size of a cattail fan slapped me again.

But this time he switched to his left hand, and my right hand was injured by me.

It's a pity that because of one of my bullets, and because of the fat monk's hand shaking, only one second passed!
It was this second that brought my life from danger to safety.

Because there is one more person in this small place!

A man with gray and disheveled hair, a man wearing pajamas on his upper body and pants on his lower body, who is still picking at his waistband!
He's even a little sleepy, a little unaware, and a little wobbly.

But he came after all, and he came so fast that he didn't even fasten his belt.

Oh, by the way, he also pulled a pair of cotton slippers, and just walked out in the dark, like an ordinary man who goes to the bathroom in the middle of the night.

This man just dragged his way out, seemingly very slowly, but he came to me in a single step, and he yelled at me in a daze: "Stinky boy, how long have you been home?"

This is simply a normal scene where a father reprimands his son, not at all like a fighting scene of fighting for life.

I looked at the gray-haired man and whispered, "Dad!"

"You still know how to call me dad, but you don't know how to call my father if you have something to do? Could it be that my father still looks at you and makes you suffer?"

While the man was speaking, he waved his hand naturally, and the palm of his hand collided with the big slap of Han's fake Buddha's fan, making a crisp clapping sound.

The two fleshy palms collided rapidly, and the airflow squeezed out between the two palms was like a gust of wind, hitting my face with pain.

From the moment the man appeared, the fake Buddha Han's face was ashen, and his eyes were fearful, but he filmed this chapter with hatred, and he couldn't take it back, and even if he wanted to take it back, I guess my father Nor will he be allowed to take it back.

You can tell by his aura that he is obviously extremely angry at the fat monk coming to kill me. This slap is merciless. The fat monk's palm just collided with his palm, and the palm was slapped flying When he got up, he couldn't help but spun along the flying palm like a spinning top.

When he stopped in a circle, I found that his chubby blue face was flushed instantly!
I couldn't help thinking in amazement, wouldn't it be a slap that caused internal injuries?
"Ou Chuqun! Didn't you already declare that you will no longer interfere in the affairs of the circle? Don't you keep your word and want Hedaomen to start another dispute with you?"

False Buddha Han stabilized his figure and roared angrily.

"What the hell are you talking about? You said I'm going to start a dispute again? You're hitting me on my son's head. This is equivalent to telling me the eunuch, do you know?

My old Ou's family is just such a single seedling, and you want me to have no descendants, so I still promise you?

Let me ask you, now that I have cut off your lifeblood, are you going to fight with me? "

My father waited for his eyeballs to ask Han false Buddha, and then covered his head: "Oh, I forgot, you are a monk, and you can't care about the pain of cutting off children and grandchildren."

The expression of the fat monk froze, and then I wanted to say something. My thoughts were also in a state of confusion. up!

With a crisp sound of '啪', Han Jifo's body turned upside down on the ground like a spinning top again, this time without any hesitation, he just said 'wow' and vomited blood.

Not only did he vomit blood, but there was even a bloodshot tooth hidden in the pool of blood!

"I told you to bully my son, I told you to bully my son, I won't beat you to death, you still think I'm a hellokitty?"

My father didn't even give Han Jiafo a chance to speak, and he slapped Han Jiafo's head one sole after another.

If the confrontation between these two people just now can be called a master fight, then the current scene is purely a fight between shrews.

(End of this chapter)